Sonnet 620
The trees are dancing to the atonement of the winds serenade this morning
I've decided to stay in bed an hour longer
Thinking of the Ballad I wish to write for you today
For how am I to steal the heart of the miss that mirrors my smiles
Perhaps these hands may build a necklace for you
Cover it with ornaments of Gold and watch them fall upon your clavicle like jewels
For Im clumsy in your presence and I have fallen again
May I paint a silhouette of us in this poem?
To show my unborn of what I think of my wife.
For if the sky is to fall today
Then we shall both burn together
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